The Golden K Dressed In White

I imagine that snow and ice is especially unwelcome when one has to dig out, drive to work, and cover every inch of their body including their face as a regular part of their daily routine. I can only imagine because I have never lived in such a place. Growing up in the San Francisco Bay Area, and having lived their all my life until earlier this year, I didn’t experience any extreme weather elements. The temperature was rarely below freezing, there was no real humidity to speak of, and never snow.

I realize that much of this country and others in the Northern Hemisphere get plenty to a lot of snow and that it’s not always a welcome element. I’ve seen pictures of Syracuse, NY in the winter. I’ve heard about Duluth MN in January. Mother Nature is probably not any kinder in Grand Rapids MI and Quebec City in Canada during the winter months. I would probably perish after a winter week in any of these cities.

So when the Golden K gets an inch or two of snow and it all melts by mid-afternoon can I really say, with a straight face, to anyone who lives or has lived where snowfall is 60 or 70 inches per year, that it “snowed”?

We’ve had three days of snow this year which I understand is about average for our area up to this point in the season. I feel very blessed to be living at the Golden K in the middle of a forest covered by pines, oaks, and cedar trees. With each change of season so far (Summer, Fall, and now Winter) I appreciate a different type of beauty on display that I once only dreamed of waking up to each day. This morning after several days of rain and one day of snow the sky is blue, the air is crisp, and leaves and pine needles are shimmering.

The snow day we had this past Thursday was magical to wake up to. I didn’t have to dig out. I didn’t have to bundle up. And I didn’t have to drive anywhere because I work mostly from home. I know I am blessed because instead of digging out I was free to take a walk (OK I did bundle up a bit…) about the Golden K and explore the beauty with a romantic perspective of life at 3100 feet.

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It’s quite beautiful especially with the romance of trees, mist, winter light from Mother Nature in such close proximity. I love fresh snow, it’s becomes onerous after it gets packed down from traffic and city hustle and bustle. Enjoy these magically quite moments! I’m actually quite jealous.